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The Penniless Ex-Wife's Spectacular Comeback

The Penniless Ex-Wife's Spectacular Comeback

For three years, I swallowed every humiliation to warm my billionaire husband's frozen heart. But at his birthday banquet, the obsidian cufflinks I spent three sleepless nights carving were crushed into worthless powder. Carly, the woman he truly loved, had intentionally tripped and slammed into my arm. When the velvet box fell, I dropped to my knees on pure instinct. My bare hands were deeply sliced by the jagged shards, warm blood dripping onto the pristine marble floor. But Dominic didn't even spare a single glance at his bleeding wife. He protectively cradled Carly, his voice thick with concern as he asked if she was hurt. He let the entire ballroom laugh at me, calling me a piece of trash that wasn't even fit to touch the hotel carpet. When I later confronted him about the secret estate where he hid her, he nearly broke my jaw. "A toxic bitch like you deserves to rot in a loveless marriage." I finally understood. My marriage was just a cruel prison designed to torture me for a debt I supposedly owed. I didn't shed a single tear. I went back to the penthouse, signed the divorce papers waiving all my assets, and walked barefoot into the freezing New York storm. To survive, I took a job as the personal executive assistant to his biggest enemy on Wall Street. But when I showed up at an industry dinner wearing a stunning designer suit next to another man, the cold tyrant who had thrown me away completely lost his mind.
Amira's Divorce

Amira's Divorce

Amira Ben didn't meet her mother. She was abandoned and abused by her father who blamed her for the death of his wife, Mia Ben. Amira's mother had died while giving birth to her. Since then, she'd no nothing but hatred and abuse from her narcissist stepmother who persecute, abused, and victimized her daily without any wrongdoing. Tears become her daily food because there's not a day Sara won't make her feel pain and the memories of her mother's death giving birth to her. To this day, the memories bring her to tears and have terrified her of even having her own child. However, she took the opportunity not to fall into the wrong hand as she met Oscar who took care of her wellbeing. Oscar was handsome from the dept of his eyes to the gentle expression of his voice. Tall sculpted face, broad shoulders. He was the kind of handsome that could easily get into anyone's bones, making them defenseless. 'HOW DO I MANAGE TO GET TO KNOW THIS GUY ON MY 18th BIRTHDAY, THAT IS IRRESISTIBLE TO SOMEONE OF MY KIND.' Amira was engaged publicly in a shopping Mall. But she got divorced after several cheats from her husband. However, she was so lucky as she travel around Europe and she met a man and got engaged for the second time, but Amira walked out of her engagement party. She was terrified of having another public engagement, which meant exchanging the delights of a bride for the embarrassment of a deserter. Olivia, Amira's neighborhood had similar issues with her, as Olivia never attended her public proposal because she doesn't like being put on the spot or being made to feel obligated to say yes. And she made it clear to her fiance that she would hate a public proposal. As the very idea gives her hives and makes her queasy with anxiety, and she skipped her public engagement.
Every Wild Needs Innocent

Every Wild Needs Innocent

Noise and smoke greeted me when the bus door opened. That's it, I'm really here in Manila. I stepped off the bus. The heat of the sun immediately hit my fair skin. For sure, when I seek refuge in the wilderness, I will blush. Before crossing to the other side, I made sure no cars were passing by until I finally made it across. I was right. My skin immediately turned red because of the intense sunlight. "Sister, where is the jeep?" I asked the woman selling coolers. She turned her eyes to me when I spoke to her. "You see that mall?" she pointed. I followed her gaze. I nodded slowly. "Yes," I said politely. "Behind that mall, there are jeep parking lots." "Ahh, is that it? Thank you." I bought a cooler from her first, then set off. I was drinking the cooler I bought earlier while walking to the jeep parking lot. I just realized how big Manila is. If you're from the provinces, you'll have a hard time finding parking in Manila. I reached the jeep parking lot. I stood aside first and did not get in. I took my wallet out of my pocket to check if I still had enough fare for the boarding house. I only had five hundred pesos left in my wallet. It was only one hundred when I took it out. A strong wind blew. "Come on!" Unfortunately, a strong wind blew my money away. In a panic, I quickly tried to pick it up. "My bad luck!" I said to myself. I managed to pick up four hundred pesos, but one was missing. I looked for the missing bill. I noticed that the wind kept blowing it towards the middle of the road. Desperate to retrieve the flying money, I suddenly crossed the road without noticing the many passing cars. "What! Are you trying to kill yourself?!" The jeep driver yelled at me because he almost hit me. "I'm sorry..." I apologized. He shook his head before driving off. I turned my eyes back to the bill. I was very grateful it was now on the ground. I immediately stepped on it. But unexpectedly, a car suddenly appeared. Using my hands, I tried to shield myself, closed my eyes, and waited for the impact. Beep!! I thought my life was over. I slowly opened my eyes and immediately noticed the bulky figure in front of me. "Are you okay?" It was a man's baritone voice. When I opened my eyes completely, my mouth fell open. A well-built man stood before me. I couldn't help but be amazed at what I saw. He looked like a sculpture, very neat and perfectly carved. For some unknown reason, my heart started pounding. "Hey, are you okay?" I snapped out of my trance when he spoke again, still blinking. "A-Ah, y-yes. I-I'm fine..." I stammered. Electricity ran through my whole body when he held my hand to help me stand up. "Do you feel any pain in your body?" he asked again. I shook my head. "No. I'm really fine," I assured him so he wouldn't worry. "Bro, let's go!" I looked at the car of the man who almost hit me. I noticed another man in the car, wearing shades and looking obviously irritated. I turned my gaze back to the man in front of me. "This is my friend's calling card." He handed it to me. I accepted it immediately. "Just call him if you feel any pain in your body." I nodded slowly. "Thank you." "I gotta go!" he said goodbye. I bowed slightly and smiled as a farewell. I moved aside because I noticed I was still blocking the road. I watched them until they disappeared from sight. Later, I looked at the calling card he gave me and read the name written on it. "Knoxx Cassius Wolverson."
Too Late Mr CEO: Watch Me Reign

Too Late Mr CEO: Watch Me Reign

For three years, Felicity lived in the shadows as Ellsworth's secret lover, even offering herself as a marriage pawn to secure his corporate empire. But the moment his fragile "savior," Camila, returned, Ellsworth shredded Felicity's proposal without a second thought. He dragged her to an underground clinic, intending to forcibly drain her rare golden blood for Camila's surgery. He stripped her of her dignity, evicted her into a freezing storm, and even offered her to a Wall Street predator. When Felicity was secretly drugged and nearly assaulted at a club, Ellsworth didn't save her. Blinded by twisted jealousy, he believed she was willingly cheating. He locked her in his estate's freezing cellar, chained her wrists, and brutally whipped her with a riding crop before violating her on the cold concrete floor. The extreme physical trauma caused massive internal hemorrhaging. Waking up in the hospital, the doctor delivered the final, crushing blow: her uterus was irreversibly damaged. She would never be a mother. She had given him her youth, her blood, and her absolute loyalty, only to be butchered for a manipulative fraud who faked her illness. As Camila stood outside her ward gloating over her barrenness, the last fragile thread of Felicity's humanity snapped. She ripped the IV from her bleeding arm and walked out. "From this day forward, I will burn his empire to the ground!" She picked up her phone and dialed his deadliest Wall Street rival.